Love is like ink and blue flowers, why not be afraid of the moment! ——

The sweet red wine flew into the high-quality crystal glass as the winemaker flipped it, and the familiar movements faintly fell into the woman's blue eyes, and the cheeks slightly rippled with complicated feelings.

An Ning's slender fingers shook the crystal cup gracefully, the purple-red liquid was as deep and seductive as a deep gem, and she sipped it slightly, the tannins in her mouth were strong and slightly tongue-grabbing.

She took another big sip, well, the acidity was a little high, but it was relatively smooth.

An Ning took a sip of water and rinsed her mouth, she picked up the second glass, her eyes wrapped around the ruby red wine, this glass was better than Fang Cai's wine in the senses.

Sure enough, when you drink it, the tannins are firm and round, and the aftertaste is mellow and long.

She couldn't help but take two more sips, and the smell of a little caramel was revealed, which was exactly the taste she liked.

An Ning's good interest was completely aroused, and she picked up the third glass, the deep dark red of which was elegant and heavy.

She curled the corners of her lips and tasted it carefully, the mouth was mellow, plump and layered, this wine had a long aftertaste, and the mouth was full of sweet and delicate feelings......

An Ning tasted it one by one, she was carefully communicating with the winemaker while drinking, and she was truthfully giving feedback on her opinions and feelings.

All Lu Huaining's interest at the moment has been attracted by the woman's serious expression and movements, what is hidden by this mysterious woman who only presents a name to the world? And the familiarity that seems to be absent between her gestures, is it really a coincidence arranged by God?

Just as he pursed his lips and thought, a glass of crystal clear red wine was quietly handed to his contemplative eyes.

"You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?" Lu Huaining took the glass of wine with red lip prints remaining.

"Mr. Lu is not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?" An Ning picked up the wine glass, and the rim of the glass collided slightly, "Cheers! ”

"Miss Hull, you seem to be drunk." Lu Huaining looked down at her flushed cheeks, quietly crouched down on her small ear, and said in a mocking tone like an orchid, "I was so drunk that I forgot that tomorrow is your wedding with Mr. Si......"

Wedding? An Ning narrowed her drunken eyes slightly, and remembered in a trance that there seemed to be a wedding waiting for her tomorrow.

It's just that everything in my eyes is getting more and more blurry for what......

Lu Huaining gently grabbed the little drunk cat who was completely drunk in his arms, and before the gamble was opened, this elusive woman had already drunk herself in a strange man's space!

The soft and fragrant body was hugged horizontally into the guest room and gently placed on the huge bed.

The sky is getting dark, the sun is slanting to the west, and the afterglow dyes the rooftop a warm orange yellow......

And Lu Huaining sat on the edge of her bed like this, from sunset to late at night, a posture that he always maintained even made his whole body tingle when he suddenly came back to his senses, but he would never know what to do, and the next second he turned to leave, when the closed door completely cut off the line of sight, the blue eyes that seemed to be sleeping suddenly opened!

In the dark night, the candle flame was slowly soaked and expelled, expelling the devouring blackness.

The plush carpet has taken away the sound of the woman's feet, the delicate ankles and soft hairs are delicately rubbed, and the butterfly tattoos on the ankle bones are faintly visible in the faint candlelight, as if they are about to flutter their wings and fly to the sky in the next second.

Standing on the revolving escalator quietly looking at this empty and lonely space, after so many years, this man still doesn't seem to have broken this strange habit. She can be sure that at this moment, in this huge private manor, only her own soul, which looks like a human and not a ghost, exists!

Next to the classical piano, the cold fingers that gently crossed the keys slowly lingered on the picture frame, and the flames jumping on the candlestick illuminated the face in the photo, and for a second, she had a kind of amazement as if she was in a different world.

The man destroyed his chastity and took everything from himself, but he gave her the whole world in his own surprise; The man taught himself that in order to stand up, he had to learn to kneel; The man trampled on his dignity in a sarcastic and playful expression for the next second, but returned that dignity with both hands!

It's just that now, that man, after all, has become a stranger in his eyes.

In the darkness, she smiled sadly, and her hands shook, as if she heard the sound of paper scratching the lacquered piano surface.

The door opened, and she seemed to smell the salty smell of the sea breeze, the familiar but unfamiliar smell of memories.

Tiny Lang flowers rolled at her feet, inadvertently soaking the corners of her skirt and wetting her heart even more.

"Miss, it's time for you to go back." As the sky grew brighter, the bodyguard's respectful voice reminded her from a few meters away that the most sacred moment in that woman's life was coming.

Wedding dresses, churches, vows...... The shallow steps seemed to be moving towards that moment of happiness little by little, and the only thing that was forgotten was the bouquet of phalaenopsis forgotten in the corner, and the morning dew.

It has been said countless times that the most beautiful moment in a woman's life is when she puts on a wedding dress for a man.

And when Si Yang saw An Ning in a knee-length wedding dress appear in front of his eyes, as a man, he instantly remembered a sentence written on her letterhead: Amazing time, gentle years.

"Why don't you like a wedding dress that drags the floor?" He remembered that it was the first question he asked her, and he would always remember her answer, "Because it wasn't convenient for me to run away." ”

So, when she came to his side and looked at the knee-length hem of her skirt, he smiled dumbly, "Why, are you still ready to run away, my little bride?" ”

An Ning was instantly amused by his witty words, but, in the next second, she spread out her palm, and the silver coin lay quietly in the palm of her hand, and a sly light flashed in her eyes, "Or, let's guess a coin, I will flee on the front, and you will escape on the back?" ”

Si Yang took the coin that symbolized good luck, and landed on her forehead with a flick of his fingers, "If you can make the coin stand on the ground, I will allow you to go back on your word now." ”

An Ning shrugged, "Allow me to cheat?" ”

"What do you say?"

An Ning stuck out her tongue mischievously, "Don't understand my humor!" ”

Behind him, the church bell rang at nine o'clock on time, and at the same moment, when Lu Huaining, who got the news of the servant, returned to the seaside manor, the building was already empty.

Just when he thought that the plan had failed, his eyes quietly caught a glimpse of the document that was placed on the piano, which turned out to be the equity transfer letter!

And when his fingertips touched the cool handkerchief hidden under the document, when he saw the lifelike butterfly embroidery with bloodshot eyes, the blood in his whole body flowed back in an instant!

Cats!

The messy footsteps ran out, but the warmth of the silk in his palm made him keep shouting in his heart, cat, is it you? It's you! It has to be you!

"Mr. Si Yang, are you willing to make this lady your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? Love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, whether sick or healthy, poor or rich, until death separates you? The pastor smiled at the two newcomers, the old Bible exuding the heritage of history.

"I do." The man's voice was as calm as water.

The priest bowed slightly to the man, and his blessed eyes fell on the dreamy bride, "Miss Xue Zuining, are you willing to let this gentleman become your husband and make a marriage contract with her?" Love Him, care for Him, respect Him, and accept Him, whether sick or healthy, poor or rich, until death separates you? ”

Tranquility, no! It should be Xue Zuining, the moment she heard her name, she seemed to be reborn, looking up at the cross, the closest distance to God that Christians believe, but at this moment, when she faced it so closely, could she be forgiven by God?

"I ......"

"No—" The man's roar mingled with the sound of the door pushing open shattered the serene atmosphere of the church.

"Cat ......" Lu Huaining looked at Xue Zuining who was wearing a wedding dress, she was actually laughing calmly! She is going to marry another man!

"Don't! Cat ...... You promised to give me a chance, you ......" He looked at her ever-enlarged smile and choked up, "Come back!" Come back to me......"

Xue Zuining could even clearly see the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and the bright light soaked his depressed aura, and at the same time cut off her hesitation.

"I do!"

Three words shattered Lu Huaining's bloody heart, and even scratched the past. If you have already changed beyond recognition, why are you still clinging to it?

A lie can't bury the truth after all!